- Erotic Poetry
- At His Feet
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Click hereHe stands before me, as our eyes meet.
i kneel in submission at His feet.
as i lower my head and take my pose,
my lips soon devour His feet and toes.
i show how much i adore this Man,
i show my devotion as best i can.
the gift i give, which is sacred and sweet,
begins each time i adore his feet.
then i become the sacred whore
to the Master i so adore.
my will is His for the day or the hour,
limited time completes our Exchange of Power.
no other man has my permission,
no other will be given my gift of sweet submission.
He is the one that holds the key,
to the very best, the soul of me.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 15 years agoi still worship Him. i still crave Him when He is not near. i still smile at my reflection and know i will be at His feet soon. i am forever voyergirl.
Anonymousabout 17 years agoI love this poem. It speak of my submission to Master the man I adore. Ronelle slavegirl of Ralph.
My Erotic Taleabout 19 years agoI felt a sense of power in this poem ...
no other man has my permission,
no other will be given my gift of sweet submission.
He is the one that holds the key,
to the very best, the soul of me.
and some excellent lines...the soul of me???
great poem~
